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Thy Will Be Done 



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A RELIGIOUS DRAMA IN FOUR ACTS 

BY 

WALTER E. KEALLY, A.M.. S.T.B. 



A plea to Catholic parents not to interfere with their children's 
call to the higher life. 







Copyright 

1922 

by 

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Mr. John 
Mrs. Mary 

James 
Harry 
Cecilia 
William 

Patrick 
Bridget 



Persons of the Play 



> Their children \ °' R °u rk e Household 



Servants 



William O'Rourke (15 years later). 

Rev. Michael O'Hare, Pastor, Holy Cross Parish. 

Miss Regina O'Brien, Musical Directress, Parish 

School. 
Edward Sloane, President, High School Class, '14. 
School children of same class. 
Percival Lansdowne, spendthrift. 
James Witherspoon, rich mine owner. 



Warden 
Physician 
Nurse 
Guards 

TABLEAU 
The Infant 
The Virgin Mary 
Angels 

TABLEAU 



Mr. John 
Mrs. Mary 



O'Rourke 



Federal Prison 

Act III 
Saint Joseph 
The Shepherds 
The Magi 

Act IV 

James 

Harry f As young 

Cecilia / children 

William 



Outline of Principal Characters 

Father O'Hare 

His character is summed up in two words — "Alter 

Christus" — "Another Christ." 

John O'Rourke 
A man, strong, affable, intelligent, and capable ; 
alert and acute in business; deeply religious. Being 
of a peaceable disposition and very much absorbed in 
business matters, he made the mistake, as happens 
very often, of permitting a proud wife to arrogate 
to herself the supreme jurisdiction in the home. It is 
difficult to understand how a man, so devout, failed 
to grasp the husband's true position in the domestic 
circle, clearly set forth by the Apostle of the Gentiles 
— "Let women be subject to their husbands, as to the 
Lord; because the husband is the head of the wife, 
as Christ is the head of the Church." Toward the 
end of his life, when his home was a complete wreck, 
due to the bungles of his supercilious wife, he realized 
the serious blunder he had made in not bearing 
supreme rule in the home. 

Mrs. Mary O'Rourke 

Of an arbitrary and haughty disposition. She 
could never make a mistake ! When she spoke, the 
case was finished. It was only when the hand of 
God began to punish her for her pride that she learned 
the significance of those words spoken on one occa- 
sion by God's Mother — "He (God) hath scattered the 
proud in the conceit of their heart." 
Cecilia 

The only girl in the O'Rourke family, a serene, 
retiring, devout soul ; two years younger than 



Harry. What an ornament she would have been 
in some convent ; in fact, she often expressed the 
desire to enter the religious life, but her suggestions 
always met with a stern and quick rebuke from her 
socially ambitious mother. With an aversion to so- 
ciety, she spent her days, while single, visiting the 
poor, the unfortunate, the sick. All this was done, 
not for the purpose of seeing her photograph or an 
account of her philanthropic work appear in the 
dailies ; but she did all for her divine Master who on 
one occasion had said — "I was hungry, and you gave 
me to eat; I was thirsty, and you gave me to drink; 
I was a stranger, and you took me in : naked, and you 
covered me : sick, and you visited me : I was in prison, 
and you came to me ... As long as you did it to one 
of these my least brethren, you did it to me." 

William 

The baby of the O'Rourke family — a forceful 
lad of fourteen years, full of life, a lover of clean 
sports, and wholesome company. His soul is filled 
with an ardent desire to be a priest. A noble one, no 
doubt, he would have been, had not a foolish mother 
interfered with God's plans. Instead of nurturing the 
vocational germ in the boy's soul, she did everything 
in her power to thwart his lofty aspirations. He must 
follow some profession by which he will become a 
pillar of society ! The good Sisters and the saintly 
pastor of the parish are accused of unduly influencing 
the boy regarding his call to the higher life. The in- 
dignant mother takes him from the parochial school 
and sends him to a preparatory college, later to a 
university, where a great deal was taught about how 
to make a living, but nothing about the vital question 



— how to live; his intellect was well developed; his 
heart neglected. This one-sided education, his asso- 
ciation with bad companions, and the neglect of the 
Sacraments soon brought about his spiritual ruin — 
the result to a very great extent of the imprudent 
action of his arrogant mother. 

Bridget 

A bright, amiable, pious Irish lass with a be- 
witching brogue. Through her modesty, kindliness, 
and cheerfulness, she rose from the position of serv- 
ant to that of intimate in the O'Rourke household. 
She is very fond of reading the Bible during her 
spare time and uses very advantageously the knowl- 
edge acquired therefrom. By attending the meetings 
of the parish Literary Society, she keeps in touch 
with the leading questions of the day, which are thor- 
oughly discussed there. She, like Patrick, continued 
to make her home with the O'Rourkes after they had 
met with financial reverses and were practically re- 
duced to poverty. She helped them as best she could 
from the salary she earned as bookkeeper in a large 
manufacturing concern. Her knowledge of book- 
keeping was acquired at the parish Night School. 
Percival Lansdowne 

The shiftless son of a wealthy English merchant. 
The young man has come to America for the purpose 
of finding some rich American girl for his wife that 
he might continue his life as a spendthrift. His im- 
prudent father replenishes his purse, when necessary. 
Percival with a goodly supply of money at hand deems 
himself exempt from the universal law of labor. A 
social parasite, living on the toil of others, he has 
never tasted of the joys that spring from a life of 

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work. Sports, gambling, balls, banquets, theatres, 
etc., go to make up this stagnant life, so devoid of 
dignity, ambition, value, and service. 

Percival meets the O'Rourkes at some social 
gathering. Within a very brief space of time, he in- 
gratiates himself with Mrs. O'Rourke by flattering 
her and showing a smooth pretense of love for her 
daughter. The mother, blinded by her pride, per- 
suades the daughter to marry this worthless fellow, 
thereby casting one of God's pearls before a swine. 






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Thy Will Be Done 

ACT I 



ACT I 

Scene 
reception room in o'rourke mansion 
Superb furnishings and decorations ; doors, C, 
R. 3, L. 3 ; French window with garden scene for ex- 
terior backing, L. of D. C. Pedestal with bust, L. of 
French window. Davenport, L. C. ; table, R. C. ; baby 
grand piano up R. ; mantel and fireplace down R. I ; 
several pieces of virtu on mantelpiece. 

LIGHTS 

At beginning of act, white footlights and borders 
on ; house out. Toward close of act, the day's gradual 
decline is shown by proper light effects on exterior 
backing of French window; footlights to harmonize. 
The mellow sunset to be seen through French window. 

N. B. — The spot light may be thrown on children 
while singing. A different colored light may be used 
during each song. 



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Act I 
AT RISE: Bridget with large piece of chamois 
is dusting table, R. C, at the same time she is hum- 
ming an Irish ditty. 



Mrs. O'Rourke 
(Enters C. R. As she comes down to Bridget.) 
I've been reading an excellent article on the his- 
tory of Woman's Suffrage. (Sits on davenport.) 
Our English militant sisters with hatchet and torch 
in hand certainly blazed out the way for us. 
Bridget 
(Bridget after dusting table, goes over the other 
articles on the right half of stage. She always stops 
work, while Mrs. O'Rourke is speaking and re- 
sumes it when she herself speaks.) God forgive 
the English. They've been very clever with the 
torch in Ireland also. 

Mrs. O'Rourke 
Are you in favor of woman's suffrage, Bridget? 

Bridget 
Since the State has granted us the privilege of 
voting, I believe we should use the ballot conscien- 
tiously. I have always thought, however, that a 
woman's place is in the home, where she renders the 
greatest possible aid to the country by properly train- 
ing her children in the love of God and their native 
land. 

Mrs. O'Rourke 
I see, Bridget, you would have us remain slaves. 

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Bridget 
A work for loved ones is never slavery. 

Mrs. O'Rourke 
I'm sure prohibition will soon be put up to the 
people for acceptance or rejection. I'm certain you 
will vote for retaining the amendment as it stands. 
Bridget 
No, indeed. "Sober drinking is health to body 
and soul." 

Mrs. O'Rourke 
So that's your attitude on the drink question. 
No one will pay any attention to your silly talk. 
Bridget 
Silly talk? Those are God's words, found in the 
Book of Ecclesiasticus. 

Mrs. O'Rourke 
Why do you hark back to the Old Testament? 
We're not living according to a standard set up for 
a people that flourished centuries ago. 
Bridget 
God's truth is the same yesterday, to-day, and 
forever. 

Mrs. O'Rourke 
Our lives should be Christlike. 

Bridget 
Precisely. We read in the New Testament 
that the Son of Man came eating and drinking. His 
first public act was the working of a miracle that 
the host might have a sufficiency of wine for his 
guests; His last, the selection of wine as one of the 

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elements to be used forever in the Sacrament ot 
His love. 

Mrs. O'Rourke 
You will grant the State the right to extirpate 
crime and its cause, will you not? 
Bridget 
Most readily. 

Mrs. O'Rourke 
Since liquor is the cause of so much crime, the 
State has the right and duty to prohibit its manu- 
facture, sale, and use. 

Bridget 
The individual is the cause of the crime, not 
the drink; hence take away the use of it from one 
who abuses, but not from one who knows how to 
use it. "Abuse does not take away use." The old 
Romans knew that principle of morality twenty 
centuries or more ago. 

Mrs. O'Rourke 
What means would you adopt to reform the 
many drunkards in our midst and to prevent others 
from reaching their state of moral degeneracy? 
Bridget 
That's simple enough. No more saloons and 
drinking clubs ; allow the sale of light wines and 
beer. Place all the traffic under Federal control. 
If, then, we still find the drunkard, put him where 
all swine belong, in the "pen". 

Mrs. O'Rourke 
It's useless to argue with you on this subject. 
You'll cling to your opinion. 

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Bridget 
Cling to my opinion? No, indeed. It is Holy 
Mother, the Church, that teaches it is permissible to 
use, but wrong to misuse drink. She counsels us to 
abstain from intoxicating drinks in the spirit of mor- 
tification. A wise State will never make laws that 
conflict with her teaching. 

Mrs. O'Rourke 
Bridget, let us talk about some question on 
which we can agree. 

Bridget 
(Smiling) — You're right, for we both have had 
too much drink. (Clock in hallway strikes four.) 
Mrs. O'Rourke 

Four o'clock. The children will be here soon. 

How kind of them to arrange this treat for William. 

Bridget 

The children love William because he's so good 

and kind. God bless his innocent soul. A fine 

priest he'd make. 

Mrs. O'Rourke 
(In angry tone) — Bridget, at times you talk so 
foolishly. William is to be a doctor of medicine 
and not of Divinity. (Door bell rings.) 
Bridget 
There's the children now. (Goes to center 
door; sees James and Harry coming down corri- 
dor.) Mrs. O'Rourke, it's James. 
Mrs. O'Rourke 
James? (Rises. Bridget withdraws from door 
entrance, so boys can go direct to mother.) 



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Bridget 
It's James and Harry's with him. God bless 
the splendid boys. (Boys enter C. R., go toward 
mother. When they have passed entrance, Bridget 
goes out C. L.) 

James 

(Coming down to mother) — Mother! This is 
the time I surprised you. (James embraces mother. 
Harry sits L. of table, R. C, facing davenport L. C.) 
Mrs. O'Rourke 

I should say so. How did you manage to get 
home at this time? (Both sit on davenport L. C.) 
James 

Got a short furlough before going over to give 
the Boches (smiling) h — 1. 

Mrs. O'Rourke 
This is William's birthday. The school chil- 
dren are giving a musicale in his honor this after- 
noon. Let us forget for the time being all about the 
war. 

Harry 
Mother, the children are coming. We saw 
them leaving school. 

Mrs. O'Rourke 

Then they will be here any minute. 

James 

I'm mighty glad I'm home for this classy event. 
Anything to get away from military discipline, if 
only for a few hours. How's Dad? Cecilia and 
Bill? 

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Cecilia 
(Coming on stage rapidly C. R. and going to 
James, who rises as soon as he sees her appear at 
door entrance.) I called to you while passing 
through the garden but you didn't hear me. (They 
shake hands.) 

James 
Glad to see you, sister. You're looking fine. 

Harry 
Percival thinks she's the most charming girl 
in the world. Eh! Cecilia? 

Cecilia 

Harry, hush! (She and James sit on daven- 
port, their mother being between them.) James 
hasn't met Percival. When he does I hope he'll 
take him down to camp and — and — (Door bell 
rings.) 

Mrs. O'Rourke 

(Quite displeased at remark.) Cecilia, what do 
you mean? You are highly honored by the atten- 
tions paid you by Percival. 

Patrick 
(Enters C. R.) — Mr. Percival Lansdowne. 

Mrs. O'Rourke 
Patrick, kindly show the gentleman into this 
room. (Patrick bows, goes out C. R.) James, 
I'm delighted that you'll have the opportunity of 
meeting this highly cultured gentleman. He's so 
rich ; fond of society ; dresses so neatly ; doesn't 
have to work — just the partner for Cecilia. 



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Percival Lansdowne 
(Enters C. R. All rise. Coming down to Mrs. 
O'Rourke.) — Ah! I say, Mrs. O'Rourke, please 
accept my most cordial thanks for the invitation to 
your son's birthday party. I revel in this sort of 
thing. (Shakes hands with Mrs. O'Rourke as soon 
as he meets her. Door bell rings.) 
Mrs. O'Rourke 
We're glad to welcome you any time. Meet 
my son, James. (Introducing.) Percival, my son, 
James. 

Percival 
(Shaking hands with James) I'm happy to 
meet you. 

James 
I thank you. I'm glad to have the pleasure of 
meeting you. 

Percival 
By Jove, Mrs. O'Rourke, what a hardy, hand- 
some son. How closely he resembles you and Miss 
Cecilia. (To Cecilia) I'm sure you're as happy to 
see your brother, as I am to see your mother and 
yourself. (Sees Harry.) Ah! here's Harry. 
(Shakes hands with Harry, R. C. Bridget enters 
C. L.) 

Bridget 
Mrs. O'Rourke, here come the children. Pa- 
trick's in the lead. (Patrick enters C. R., preceding 
children; comes C. Children come on informally 
and are radiantly happy. They immediately ar- 
range themsielves about the stage in such a way 

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that a good grouping effect is attained. Bridget 
remains among them.) 

Children 
(While coming on stage) Good afternoon, all. 

All 
Good afternoon. 

James 
Hello, Patrick. You'd make a fine commander- 
in-chief of the Irish Republican army. (All laugh. 
Patrick smiles, bows, goes out C. R.) 
Percival 
(Laughing as general laugh subsides.) Clever! 
deucedly clever! If that were true, James, I'm afraid 
we English would be taking a bath in the Irish sea. 
(All laugh again.) 

Mrs. O'Rourke 
My dear children, this is very thoughtful of 
you to prepare this treat for William. 
Cecilia 
Regina and Harry wil! look after the children. 
(Mother sits on davenport, with James at her right, 
Cecilia, at the left, Percival on chair near foot of 
davenport.) 

Harry 
They don't need any looking after. Everybody 
knows everybody, and we're going to have the j oiliest 
time of our life. (Sits L. of table, R. C.) 
Percival 
I say, what a pleasant gathering of young hearts. 

William 
(William enters hurriedly C. R. ; is surprised at 



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large gathering; goes immediately to mother who 
rises; speaks seriously.) What's the matter 
mother? (James rises.) 

Mrs. O'Rourke 
Nothing. The children are here to celebrate your 
fourteenth birthday. (William changes immedi- 
ately to jovial mood.) 

William 
Oh ! that's it. Boys and girls, you certainly put 
this over on the Q. T. (Sees James.) Hello, Jim. 
When did you blow in? I thought you were on the 
way to France. (Percival rises.) 
James 
(Taking William's hands.) You wouldn't have 
me miss this classy event, would you? (Sits.) 
Mrs. O'Rourke 
William, Percival is waiting to greet you. 

William 
Good afternoon, Mr. Lansdowne. (Shake 
hands.) 

Percival 
I congratulate you and wish you much joy to- 
day. 

William 
Thanks. (Mrs. O'Rourke and Percival sit in 
their former places; William goes among children.) 
Cecilia 
I wonder what detains father? 
Mrs. O'Rourke 
Business as usual. That comes first, his family, 
always last. 

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William 
(William has gone to D. C. to see if father is 
coming.) Here's clad now. (Mr. O'Rourke enters 
C. R. All rise.) 

Mr. O'Rourke 
(Meeting William.) Here, old boy, little remem- 
brance on your birthday. (Hands boy package.) 
Open later. (Come toward C.) 

William 
Thanks, dad. (Places package on table, R. C, 
then takes place among children.) 

Mr. O'Rourke 
(Pauses to admire the group of children.) 
Good afternoon, children. God bless your generous 
hearts. This brings me back to the days when I 
was a youngster. 

Children 
Good afternoon, Mr. O'Rourke. 

Mrs. O'Rourke 
Same old story. It's strange you can never be on 
time. 

Mr. O'Rourke 
Mother, an important matter — (Sees James, 
shakes hands.) Well! For goodness sake when 
did you get here? I thought you'd be over in 
France by this time, teaching Fritz to walk back- 
wards. 

James 
Dad, we'll be there soon, and take it from me 
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somebody's going to walk backwards, but it's not 
going to be us. (Sits R. of table C. R.) • 

Mr. O'Rourke 
Bravo! (Seeing Percival.) Pleasant surprises 
all-round. Pardon me, Percival, for not speaking to 
you sooner. I did not see you. 

Percival 
No offense, Mr. O'Rourke, no offense. (Mr., 
Mrs. and Cecilia sit on davenport; Percival sits on 
chair near foot of davenport ; Harry sits L. of table 
R. C.) 

Mr. O'Rourke 
All cares away; nothing but joy today. Regina, 
we're all ready for the program. (Program is be- 
gun. After each song, members of cast that do not 
take part in singing, applaud. After several selec- 
tions have been given, Regina requests Cecilia to sing.) 

Regina 

Cecilia, we don't wish to monopolize this pro- 
gram. Please favor us with one of your select songs. 
(Cecilia rises.) 

Cecilia 

Very well, Regina. (Cecilia goes C. Door 
bell rings.) 

(As soon as Cecilia has finished the chorus after 
first verse, Percival, who has been an attentive lis- 
tener, rises, goes over to Cecilia's side.) 

Percival 
Cecilia, my love, that's the song with which 
you won my heart. (Cecilia, unabashed by the re- 

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mark, smiles kindly by way of acknowledgment, 
then sings the second verse and chorus. After his 
remark, Percival returns to former position. Sits. 
When Cecilia has finished singing, the cast ap- 
plaud ; Percival is in especial appreciative. Cecilia 
sits on davenport.) 

Patrick 
(Enters C. R.) Father O'Hare wishes to see 
Mrs. and Mr. O'Rourke. 

Mr. O'Rourke 
Show Father in, Patrick. 
Patrick 
Yes, sir. (Bows, goes out C. R.) 

Mrs. O'Rourke 
(Aside) I suppose we'll have a lecture on Wil- 
liam's fitness for the priesthood. 
Mr. O'Rourke 
Father will hear at least part of this good music. 
It will be an amusement for him. 

Father O'Hare 
(Enters C. R. All rise immediately.) Good af- 
ternoon, all. (Comes down to C.) 

All 
Good afternoon, Father. (Bridget goes out 
C. L.) 

Father O'Hare 

A large family, this. (Shakes hands with 

Mrs. and Mr., talking and smiling at the same 

time.) I'm taking the census in this district, but I 

fear I shall have to get a new card (shows small 

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census card) for this family. (Sees James.) How 
are you, James? (Shakes hands with him.) Not in 
France yet? 

James 

Not yet, but soon. 

Father O'Hare 

"I'm growing old, growing old." It seems like 
yesterday when I saw James a tot in arms. Here's 
Harry, also. Just as good-natured as ever. (Shakes 
hands with him.) 

Mrs. O'Rourke 
Father, I would like to have you meet Mr. Lans- 
downe, Cecilia's friend. I hope you will have the 
pleasure of blessing their marriage soon. (Intro- 
ducing) Father O'Hare, Percival Lansdowne. 

Percival 
It is a blessed privilege to meet your Reverence. 

Father O'Hare 
I thank you. I hope this is the beginning of a 
long and cordial friendship. (William takes posi- 
tion near Father O'Hare.) 

Mr. O'Rourke 

Father, put aside your parochial cares for a few 
hours and enjoy the afternoon with us. The children 
are giving a musicale in William's honor on his four- 
teenth birthday. 

Father O'Hare 

Delighted ! (To William.) Like the violin, I 
hope you will grow better as you grow older. May 

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God spare you many years, years replete with deeds 
well done. 

William 
Many thanks, Father. 

Father O'Hare 
(To Mr. O'Rourke.) John, here is a boy whom 
I hope to see one day in charge of some big parish. 
Mrs. O'Rourke 
(Aside) I knew it. 

Mr. O'Rourke 
With God's help, Father, I hope so. Remember 
him in your prayers. 

Father O'Hare 
He will have a daily memento in my Mass. 

Mr. O'Rourke 
Very thoughtful of you. Many thanks, Father. 
(All sit in same positions as before. Father sits 
on chair near head of davenport with Mr. O'Rourke 
at his left; William is among children.) Regina, 
we are ready for the remainder of the music. (Pro- 
gram is continued. After several pieces have been 
sung, the telephone bell rings off stage L. Bridget 
comes on stage, C. L., goes out door L. After last line 
of song, she enters and speaks.) 
Bridget 
(Agitated.) Father O'Hare is wanted at the 
'phone at once. 

Father O'Hare 
Pardon me, my children. (Starts L. All rise. 
Bridget shows way to the door which she opens for 

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Father O'Hare, who goes out. Bridget closes door, 
starts R. All sit.) 

Mr. O'Rourke 
I'm sure, Bridget, the party at the other end of 
line is not more excited than you. (Bridget greatly 
excited goes out R.) 

Father O'Hare 
(After the song has been finished that was begun 
when Father started for 'phone, he re-enters. All 
rise. Father starts for D. C.) I'm sorry to leave 
such pleasant company, and so rare a treat, but 
urgent business calls me to the rectory at once. I 
shall call again for the census report. In the mean- 
time, God bless you. 

All 
Thanks, Father. Good-bye. (Father O'Hare, 
accompanied by Mr. O'Rourke, goes out C. R. All 
sit. Mr. O'Rourke remains off stage until program 
has been resumed, then enters C. R., sits on daven- 
port.) 

Mrs. O'Rourke 

Such is the priest's life. Not one minute for 
himself. (To William.) Now, William, do you see 
how strenuous a priest's life is? (William comes 
toward R. C.) 

William 

Mother, perhaps Father O'Hare has been called 
to the bedside of some dying person. Through his 
administration of the last Sacraments, the soul may 
find peace in heaven. (Goes among children.) 

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Mrs. O'Rourke 
(Annoyed but trying to conceal the fact.) What 
a head-strong boy. He'll have the last word or die. 
(Program is continued and concluded.) 

Mr. O'Rourke 

(At end of last song.) We have "come to the 
end of a perfect day." (Rises, goes C.) Its mem- 
ories will ever linger in our souls. I cannot find 
words to express adequately our appreciation of the 
kindness you have shown William and us. (Bridget 
enters R. ; remains among children.) Let us hurry 
to the dining hall. (William stands at head of 
davenport.) 

Regina 

Pardon me, Uncle John. Before we go to lunch- 
eon, Edward Sloane, the class president, has a few 
words to say. It will take only a minute or two. 
(Bridget comes near R. C.) Come, Edward. 

Edward Sloane 

(Stepping out toward center, facing William.) 
Dear classmate, we could not permit this happy occa- 
sion to pass by without showing you in our simple 
way the great love we have for you. With this little 
token of our high esteem, go forth our prayers that 
you may spend in the not far distant future a suc- 
cessful life, as a priest, in the Master's vineyard. 
(Edward hands package to William; goes back to 
former position.) 

Bridget 

God bless their souls. Those are my sentiments, 

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too. (Mrs. O'Rourke displays her usual sign of dis- 
approval.) 

William 

Classmates, many thanks. (Opens package; 
holds up Rosary beads.) The golden chain that links 
the soul with God. (Takes paper from around the 
prayer book, which he holds up so audience can see 
it.) What a handsome book! Many a prayer will be 
said for you. Gee! I'm lucky today. Let's see what 
dad has given me. (Unwraps paper from holy water 
font.) Dad, just what I need for my bedroom. (Holds 
font so audience can see it.) Father O'Hare in his 
instruction this morning told all us chidren to have 
holy water near our beds. He said many favors are 
given us by God, if we use it properly. You're all too 
good to me. (Places articles on table, R. C., goes 
among children.) 

Mr. O'Rourke 

Dear children, we add our thanks to William's. 
Now come to the dining hall (all rise), where we 
will try to pay some of the debt we owe you. Regina, 
you lead the way, mother and I shall follow. (All go 
out C. L., except Mr. and Mrs. O'Rourke. Mr. 
accompanies children to D. C., where he glances 
after them, as they make their way to the dining 
hall. He realizes that the events of the last few 
hours have not pleased his wife, so he returns to her 
somewhat slowly. She is at L. C. near davenport.) 
Mrs. O'Rourke 

I'm going to put a stop to this non-sensical busi- 
ness. (When husband has come down R. C.) The 
same old story. (Crosses to table, R. C, picks up 

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religious articles, immediately replaces them very 
abruptly upon the table.) Everybody is putting 
into that boy's head that he should be a priest. 
Pastor, Sisters, classmates — all driving the boy in 
the one direction. My wish that he be a doctor is 
completely ignored. Even the boy pays no atten- 
tion to his mother. 

Mr. O'Rourke 
Come, Mary. Don't worry about this matter. 
God, who disposes all things well, will solve this 
question for us, if we will only look to Him for aid. 
Mrs. O'Rourke 
I've raised the boy. He'll be just what I want 
him to be. 

Mr. O'Rourke 
Very well. Let us hurry along. The children 
are waiting for us. (The children are heard singing 
some short gladsome song. The music gradually 
becomes fainter and ceases entirely when the An- 
gelus bell begins to ring.) 

Mrs. O'Rourke 
Let them wait. (Goes extreme R.) I'll take him 
from the parochial school. Never again shall he return 
there. Make up your mind to that, John. 
Mr. O'Rourke 
All your strength will be used up, fretting 
about this matter. (Mrs. goes to C.) 
Mrs. O'Rourke 
Why shouldn't I worry? All you hear on all 
sides is — "William, you'll make a splendid priest"; 
"I hope to see this boy in charge of some parish". 
(Indignantly) I'll tolerate this nonsense no longer. 

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Mr. O'Rourke 
(Who up to this moment has retained position 
near table, now goes over to wife and takes her 
hand.) Mother, please come. It's almost six 
o'clock. Don't allow anything to becloud this fair 
day. (She turns to him with impatience.) As I 
have just said, let us pray God for light; then act- 
ing, we can feel that we have done our duty con- 
scientiously. (The Angelus bell rings out from the 
Cathedral tower.) The Angelus! (Mrs. and Mr. 
O'Rourke stand in prayerful attitude; Mrs. at Mr. 
O'Rourke's left. When Angelus bell has stopped 
ringing, Mr. O'Rourke in prayerful tone, with ges- 
ture of right hand toward heaven, speaks.) 
"BE IT DONE TO ME ACCORDING TO THY 
WORD" 



( Curtain — Slow) 



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ACT II 



ACT II 

Scene 

library in same mansion 

Center door with interior backing; hall furniture 
—hat rack, etc. ; doors R. i, L. 3 ; fireplace well up R. ; 
large bay or French window L. C. with garden back- 
ing; table, R. C. with chair R. and L.; magazines and 
tap-bell on table; couch, L. C. ; other furniture to dress 
stage. All furniture should be heavy mahogany ; book- 
cases built in wall ; pedestal with bust, front of French 
window ; instruments for producing storm effects out- 
side of French window. 

LIGHTS 

House out ; white footlights and borders on. 



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Act II 

DISCOVERED AT RISE: Mr. O'Rourke sit- 
ting in chair R. of table R. C. He is nervously reading 
magazine; looks at watch, places magazine on table; 
rings tap-bell; picks up magazine; Patrick enters, C. R. 



Patrick 
You rang, sir? 

Mr. O'Rourke 
Yes, Patrick. Have you seen Bridget ? I sent her 
for the baseball "extra" half hour ago. 
Patrick 
I haven't seen her for over an hour. Pardon 
me, is it the score you wish? 

Mr. O'Rourke 
Exactly. Have you heard it? 

Patrick 
No, sir, but I heard some of the boys say the 
Bean-eaters made it four straight. 
Mr. O'Rourke 
That's bully! 

Patrick 
Yes, four straight, and, damn it, a McGillicuddy 
manager of the Athletics. 

Mr. O'Rourke 
Nothing could stop the Bean-eaters. This world's 
series has got everybody's nerves upset. (Mr. 
O'Rourke, being an enthusiastic fan, must show this 
by his mariner of acting.) 

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Patrick 
Sure it's a fine pastime. I'll find Bridget for 
you. (He goes out hurriedly C. R. Mr. O'Rourke 
picks up another magazine but is too excited to read. 
William enters C. R.) 

William 
What's the idea, dad? Patrick was sailing 
through the hall. There was almost a headon col- 
lision between us. (Throws hat and coat on chair, L. 
of D. C, then sits on couch L. C.) 
Mr. O'Rourke 
Patrick has gone to find Bridget. I sent her after 
the Press sporting edition but she hasn't returned. Did 
you hear the score ? 

William 
No, dad. Since I left Holy Cross I've lost in- 
terest in almost everything. 

Mr. O'Rourke 
My boy, what's the cause? You used to be fond 
of sports. 

William 
At Holy Cross we had great times, but the school 
I'm attending now doesn't appeal to me. I left many a 
friend at Holy Cross. Where I'm now, I can't mix 
with the boys. 

Mr. O'Rourke 
To be able to mix well is the characteristic of a 
great man. 

William 
Yes, but their conversations don't interest me. 
Say, dad, you should have been at the championship 

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game between Holy Rosary and our team last sum- 
mer. (Old-time enthusiasm begins to assert itself.) 
You talk about the World Series. It's not in it with 
that game for excitement. 

Mr. O'Rourke 
(Father is glad to see son again enthused over 
baseball.) Tell me about it. 

William 

(This part must be acted with much animation.) 

In the ninth inning the score stood 4 to 2 in Holy 

Rosary's favor. Our bunch were never quitters, dad. 

Father O'Hare saw to that. Joe Welsh, our right 

fielder, comes to bat and lays down a peach of a bunt. 

Frank, his brother, comes up next. The first ball 

pitched was a wide one. Joe goes down to second. 

(Impending storm is represented by proper effects.) 

Mr. O'Rourke 

Safe? 

William 
I'll say so. You couldn't see the wee for dust. 
Then his brother Frank cracks out a single. 
Mr. O'Rourke 
Joe scores? 

William 
No. The blame coach held him on third. Of 
all the bone-head plays I've seen, that took first prize. 
Father O'Hare certainly called down that feather- 
head after the game. Corey, our pitcher, comes up to 
the bat next. 

Mr. O'Rourke 
Knocked them both in? 

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William 
The best he could do was to strike out. "Harp" 
Maloney's up next. 

Mr. O'Rourke 
Did lie strike out, too? 

William 
He didn't do much better. He's out on a measly 
pop fly. Two out, two on bases and two runs needed 
to tie, three to win. It began to look bad for us, dad. 
But of all the teams we liked to trim, Holy Rosary 
came first. We wouldn't throw up the sponge. You 
should have heard the cheering when "Gab" Murphy 
stepped up to the plate. 

Mr. O'Rourke 
Is that "Home run" Murphy you so often spoke 
about? 

William 
Yes, and he lived up to his reputation. The Holy 
Rosary pitcher knew from sad experience what "Gab" 
could do and tried his best to walk our star hitter. 
But nothin' doing in that line, for "Gab" reaches for 
a wide one with his favorite willow, hits it squarely 
on the nose. Good night, dad, the ball must be going 
yet. A cleaner home run was never made. Cheering! 
Excitement ! No end of it. 

Mr. O'Rourke 
I'm sure Father O'Hare was the happiest among 
the fans. 

William 
Was he? He threw his "panama" into the air 
and made a dandy drop kick with it when it hit the 
ground. 

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Mr. O'Rourke 
Well! that was some game. 
William 
There's no happy days like that one any more. 
Besides, my vision of the priesthood seems to be grow- 
ing fainter each day. But I'll keep on praying. God 
will not forsake those who do not forsake Him first, 
will He, dad? 

Mr. O'Rourke 
Certainly not. I'll remember you in my prayers. 

Bridget 
(Enters C. R. Raincoat is dripping with water. 
She gives "extra" to Mr. O'Rourke.) I'm sorry I 
kept you waiting, Mr. O'Rourke, but the newsboys 
had sold out their supply, so I had to go way down 
to Miller's to get one. 

Mr. O'Rourke 
(Kindly) Thanks, Bridget. We'll excuse you 
this time. (Bridget takes off raincoat which she 
places on rack, comes C.) 

Bridget 
Can I do anything else for you, Mr. O'Rourke ? 

Mr. O'Rourke 
No, thanks. I'm sorry you were caught in the 
rain. I suppose you also are a regular fan, Bridget? 
Bridget 
Mr. O'Rourke, I don't know anything about the 
game except what I hear William and the boys say. 
They talk about chasing the pill. Well, if I needed 
a pill, I'd walk to the druggist store for it and do no 
chasing. Again they speak of catching flies. I have 
my own troubles right here with those pests. 

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Mr. O'Rourke 
Now, Bridget, let me explain all these terms to 
you. 

Bridget 
Excuse me, Mr. O'Rourke. Mrs. isn't in the best 
of humor tonight. I'd better slip up to her room, 
otherwise I'm afraid I might have to "steal home". 
(Bridget goes out R. Storm is very violent.) 
Mr. O'Rourke 
God bless that good and faithful child. She's one 
bright jewel in this home. 

William 
Yes, she's the only one besides yourself, dad, that 
encourages me to go on for the priesthood. (Church 
bell rings.) There goes the first bell. Is it a quarter 
past seven already? (Goes to window and looks out.) 
Some class to this storm. (Storm effects are here very 
pronounced.) But I can't stay home tonight. Father 
O'Hare is going to speak about religious vocations 
and asked all us youngsters to be present. I'll leave 
you, dad, to enjoy the account of the last game. (Gets 
hat and coat from chair and begins to put on over- 
shoes, when Mrs. O'Rourke enters, R. i.) 
Mrs. O'Rourke 
(In tone of surprise.) What are you doing over 
there? You shall not go out in such a storm. (Storm 
effects — flash of lightning.) See that flash of light- 
ning! (Loud clap of thunder.) Hear that terrible 
clap of thunder! (Effects continue, growing more 
pronounced.) 

William 
Mother, please let me go. If God takes care of 

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the little sparrows in a storm like this, surely He'll 
watch over a big boy like me, who wants to go to 
church. I don't want to miss Benediction and the 
sermon tonight. 

Mrs. O'Rourke 

I suppose if I'm to have peace, I might as well 
accede to your request. (Crosses L., sits on couch.) 
Put on your overshoes. (By this time William is 
ready to go.) 

William 

Good-bye. I'll pray for you both. 
Mr. O'Rourke 

Good-bye. (William goes out C. R. To his wife.) 
Mary, you seem to be out of sorts today. Cheer 
up. Tomorrow is bargain day. You'll have the 
opportunity of paying a few more cents for a yard 
of stuff at the bargain counter than you would have 
paid at the regular counter. (Smiling.) You 
women are easily caught in the trap. 
Mrs. O'Rourke 

Tomorrow being Sunday, I suppose the stores 
will hardly be open. I have a more important thing 
to think about than the bargain counter. The fact is, 
that William is becoming more determined to be a 
priest as the days go by, and in the same degree I'm 
determined that he shall not be one. I took him from 
the parochial school in the hope that he would forget 
all about his desire in that direction. 
Mr. O'Rourke 

Suppose he does go away to study for the priest- 
hood? There's no more sublime calling. 

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Mrs. O'Rourke 



Suppose he does? Well, there's no supposing in 
this case. He'll soon be in the university following 
the medical studies. 

Mr. O'Rourke 

Please let me finish. During the last thirty years 
I've struggled, and struggled mighty hard to raise 
myself to a comfortable position in life. I tell you 
frankly that it has been very difficult to keep on the 
road of honesty owing to the present day business 
conditions, as I found them. I often think that if I 
had given more time to heavenly and less to earthly 
matters I would be much happier and better, even if 
not so rich. So, suppose William does go away to 
the seminary? If that is his calling he'll be very 
happy. 

Mrs. O'Rourke 

Why do you waste so much precious air? You've 
heard me say there's no supposing in this case. That 
ends the matter. The idea! (Rising.) My William 
placed in some poor parish to spend his life among the 
outcasts of society. 

Mr. O'Rourke 

"Blessed are the poor in spirit." Besides, the 
Saviour loved to be among the poor. 

Mrs. O'Rourke 

I'll never accept your viewpoint in this matter. 
All further discussion on the subject is barred. Wil- 
liam will be just what I wish him to be. (Door bell 
rings.) 

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Mr. O'Rourke 
William is back soon. I thought the storm was 
too severe for him to weather. 
Patrick 
(Comes on C. from R. ; stands in doorway.) Mr. 
James Witherspoon. 

Mrs. O'Rourke 
What in the name of common sense does a man 
wish to be out a night like this for? He's a fit sub- 
ject for an insane asylum. (Sits on couch L. C.) 
Mr. O'Rourke 
Show Mr. Witherspoon in, Patrick. (Patrick 
bows; goes out C. R.) Jim's probably on some im- 
portant business. 

Mrs. O'Rourke 
Well, business affairs ought to be left in the 
office where they belong. 

Mr. O'Rourke 
That's true, but perchance, this matter is an 
urgent one. (Patrick shows Mr. Witherspoon in 
C. R., then goes out C. R. ; Mr. and Mrs. O'Rourke 
rise, then go C.) 

Witherspoon 
(Coming down to C.) Good evening. How are 
you? (At the same time shakes hands with Mrs. and 
Mr. O'Rourke.) 

Mr. O'Rourke 
Both very well, thanks. We are a little nerv- 
ous at this moment. William, our youngest child, 
went to church in this terrific storm. We are a 
little uneasy about him. Be seated, Jim. (Mr. O'Rourke 

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points to chair L. of table R. C. Mr. Witherspoon 
sits. Mr. O'Rourke sits R. of table; Mrs. on couch 
L. C.) 

Witherspoon 

Gone to church in a terrific storm like this? 
(To Mrs. O'Rourke.) I'm sure you'll have a priest 
in the family soon. (A frigid look from Mrs. is suf- 
ficient to make Mr. Witherspoon understand that 
his remark has fallen on hostile ground. Mr. With- 
erspoon changes subject and manner immediately. 
To Mr. O'Rourke.) Ahem! John, you'll pardon 
me for speaking about a little business proposition 
for I don't like to treat of such matters in the home 
circle. 

Mrs. O'Rourke 

(Aside) — All these men think about is busi- 
ness, business. Not a minute for their families. 
Mr. O'Rourke 

I'll be very happy to discuss the matter with 
you. 

Witherspoon 

I'm broaching some copper mines out West in 
the near future. Knowing that Harry has just fin- 
ished his course in electrical engineering, I thought 
perhaps he might wish to start work for me, if he 
hasn't made any other arrangements. This would 
be an excellent opportunity for a boy like him. 
(Mrs. assumes a very congenial attitude as soon as 
she learns the purpose of Mr. Witherspoon's visit.) 
Mr. O'Rourke 

I would be very glad to have him go along with 
you. Mother, what do you think of the proposition? 

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Mrs. O'Rourke 
It all depends on the place where Harry is go- 
ing. If it's possible for him to attain a high social 
position out there, I readily give my consent to his 
going. 

WlTHERSPOON 

There are golden opportunities in every line 
awaiting young men of ability like Harry. 
Mrs. O'Rourke 
Let us see what Harry has to say. Father, please 
tap the bell for Patrick. 

Mr. O'Rourke 
How are business conditions now in your line, 
Jim? 

WlTHERSPOON 

Never so busy. A great demand for copper at 
present. 

Patrick 
(Enters C. R.) Did you ring? 

Mrs. O'Rourke 
Yes, Patrick. Please tell Harry that Mr. With- 
erspoon wishes to speak to him. (Patrick bows; 
goes out C. L.) 

Mr. O'Rourke 
Is it true that many of the miners lead disso- 
lute lives? I wouldn't want Harry to fall into nox- 
ious company. 

WlTHERSPOON 

Well, John, it all depends upon (Mrs. O'Rourke 
interrupts him.) 

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Mrs. O'Rourke 
John, why do you bother Mr. Witherspoon 
with such a foolish question? Harry is too good 
a boy to be led astray. (Harry enters C. L. and 
comes down to Mr. Witherspoon who rises.) 
Witherspoon 
(Shaking hands with Harry.) It's a great 
pleasure to see you. 

Harry 
Thanks. I'm delighted to see you. (Both sit. 
Harry on couch beside his mother; Witherspoon 
L. of table.) 

Witherspoon 
Harry, I have a position to be filled which I be- 
lieve will suit you tip-top. I could use to great 
advantage your knowledge of electrical engineering 
when opening the new mines next week. Would 
you care to come along? 

Harry 
If you think me competent enough to handle 
the work, I'll gladly go, provided mother and father 
have no objections. 

Mrs. O'Rourke 
None at all, Harry. We know you'll be safe in 
Mr. Witherspoon's charge. 

Mr. O'Rourke 
It's up to you, Harry. 

Witherspoon 
I'm certain you can handle the work. I know 
you're just as efficient as your dad. 
Mr. O'Rourke 
Now Jim, place that boquet on my coffin. 

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Mrs. O'Rourke 
(Mrs. O'Rourke is somewhat put out by Mr. 
Witherspoon's undiplomatic remark.) Mr. Wither- 
spoon, don't you think Harry looks like his mother? 
Wit hers poo n 
(Slightly sarcastic.) Decidedly so. Yes, in- 
deed. 

Harry 
Mr. Witherspoon, what salary do you usually 
pay beginners? 

Witherspoon 
Well suppose we fix your salary at $200 per 
month. I assure you of rapid promotion if your 
work is satisfactory as I'm sure it will be. 
Harry 
Mr. Witherspoon, I accept your offer and thank 
you heartily for your very kind consideration of me. 
What time will you be leaving for the West? 

Witherspoon 
At 9 130 Wednesday evening from the Lake Erie 
Station. Will that give you time to arrange every- 
thing? 

Harry 
Yes. I shall be there, Mr. Witherspoon. 

Witherspoon 
(Rises; then Mr., Mrs. and Harry rise.) Thanks. 
(To Mrs. and Mr. O'Rourke.) So please pardon 
my intrusion this evening. 

Mrs. O'Rourke 
We were very happy to see you come and do 
pay us another visit soon. (Door bell rings.) 

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WlTHERSPOON 

Mrs. O'Rourke, your husband has been very 
kind to me in the past. I'm glad to have the oppor- 
tunity of repaying him a little for his many favors. 
I'm sorry to leave so soon but I have much to 
look after before my departure. (Shakes hands with 
all.) Good-bye. (Mrs. and Harry reply, "Good- 
bye.") 

Mr. O'Rourke 

Mother and I appreciate your kindness. (Mr. 
O'Rourke and Mr. Witherspoon going toward D. 
C., converse in low tone of voice. They go out C. R.) 
Mrs. O'Rourke 

Harry, I hope you'll make the best of this op- 
portunity. Aim to make a great reputation for 
yourself in business and social circles. (Bridget 
enters C. R. with messenger's book in hand, in 
which there is a telegram. She has a pencil in 
hand.) 

Bridget 

Mrs. O'Rourke, the boy asked me to have you 
receipt for the message. He says it should be de- 
livered at once to the person to whom it is ad- 
dressed. (Mrs. takes book, removes telegram, signs 
for same, then returns book and pencil to Bridget.) 
Mrs. O'Rourke 

(Looking at name of addressee.) The telegram 
is for James. Bridget, please take it to him. 
Harry 

Never mind, Bridget. I'll take it to James. 
(Harry takes telegram from Mother.) I wish to get a 

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book in his room. You give the receipt to the boy. 
(Bridget goes out, C R.; Harry, L. 3; Mr. enters 
C. R.) 

Mr. O'Rourke 
Mary, that was a quick transaction. Harry is 
a boy with decision. (Both sit on couch L. C.) 
Mrs. O'Rourke 
Yes, he receives that trait from his mother. A 
telegram has just come for James. I wonder what 
news it contains. (Door bell rings.) 
Mr. O'Rourke 
No doubt, he's called for oversea service. The 
big German offensive will necessitate all the boys' 
leaving for France at once. (James with telegram 
in hand, enters L. 3; goes to C.) 

Mrs. O'Rourke 
What's the news, James? 
James 
(Reading) — Report to Camp Meade at once. 
(Putting telegram in pocket.) I was just beginning 
to enjoy my furlough, still when duty calls, pleasure 
must be cast aside. There's a train leaving at 11 :40 
for Baltimore. I must hurry. Patrick and Harry 
will help me pack. (Goes out L. 3.) 
Mr. O'Rourke 
James was always a boy of action. (William 
enters C. R.) 

William 
(Showing effects of storm — hat and coat drip- 
ping with water.) This is some rough night. 
(Places hat on rack ; takes off coat, puts it on hook ; 
places overshoes near rack.) 

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Mrs. O'Rourke 

It serves you right. The next time you'll listen 
to me. (William comes down to father and mother.) 
William 

Mother, I'm not sorry that I went. I wouldn't 
have missed Benediction or the sermon for any- 
thing. Father O'Hare gave a splendid talk on voca- 
tions. I was building churches in the air and think- 
ing of the day when perhaps I would be a pastor of 
souls. (Sits L. of table, R. C.) 

Mrs. O'Rourke 

William, when are you going to banish these 
presumptuous ideas from your mind? I cannot 
abide your contrariness much longer. 
William 

Father O'Hare told those who thought they 
were called to the higher life to pray to God for 
light. "Parents," he said, "should be very happy to 
see one or more of their children enter the special 
service of God." He warned fathers and mothers 
against making the dreadful mistake of forcing one 
of their children into the sanctuary or convent, or 
dissuading them from entering. "God will surely 
punish such foolish parents," he added. (Abate- 
ment of storm is shown by proper effects. A beau- 
tiful moonlight to follow.) 

Mrs. O'Rourke 

Please do not try my patience further. You 
are too young to be thinking about such serious 
subjects. What are you going to do with the 
money which your uncle Will left you for your edu- 
cation in the medical science? 

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William 
But the Saviour's words used by Father O'Hare 
still ring in my ears: "And every one that hath left 
house or brethren, or sisters, or father, or mother, or wife, 
or children, or lands for my name's sake, shall receive an 
hundred fold, and shall possess life everlasting." (James 
enters L. 3. Harry and Patrick are with him, carry- 
ing grips, coats, etc. Patrick goes out, C. R., Harry 
remains near D. C.) 

James 
(Speaking as he enters) Mother! (Mother and 
father rise, go to C. James sees William.) Oh ! 
hello Bill. Did you say a prayer for me? I'm leaving 
for camp in a few moments. 

William 
Jim, I never forget you in my prayers. (William 
rises.) 

James 
Thanks. (At C.) 

William 
Sorry to see you go, Jim. Gee! I'd like to be 
old enough to go along. (Cecilia enters, C. R. ; 
goes to R. C. William goes to D. C.) 
Cecilia 
What's this Patrick tells me? Surely both you 
and Harry are not going to leave us? 
James 
Yes, dear sister, I'm leaving for camp in a few 
minutes and within a short time, I hope to be in 
France to do my bit for the glorious Stars and 
Stripes. Harry leaves Wednesday for the West. 

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Cecilia 
I wish those militarists in Europe would fight 
their own battles. Why should our boys go over 
there to fight and die for* a cause that does not in- 
terest us? (She begins to weep.) 

James 
Be a brave girl. I'll return soon. 

Cecilia 
I'm brave, James, but considering the terrible 
loss of life and output of money, the sorrow of the 
homes to which many a loved one will never re- 
turn, the orphans, widows, the maimed and the insane 
soldiers — ah ! James weighing the terrible cost, are we 
justified in continuing in this maelstrom? 

James 

You recall the words of the great Apostle, 
Saint Paul, which Father O'Hare made use of in 
his sermon on Patriotism last Sunday. They were 
an inspiration to me. "Let every soul be subject to 
higher powers : for there is no power but from God 
and those that are, are ordained of God. Therefore 
he that resisteth the power, resisteth the ordinance 
of God and they that resist, purchase to themselves 
damnation." Higher powers — the President and 
Congress — have spoken. They assume the respon- 
sibility before God for the justice of our cause and 
shall have to render an account of their stewardship 
some day before His tribunal. Woe to them, if 
they have acted contrary to their consciences. So 
the only course left for the true American is to re- 
spond to the call of Duty. 

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Cecilia 

You're right, James. May God keep watch 
over your footsteps. 

James 

(Kisses sister.) Good bye, my darling sister. 
Offer up your daily Communions for me. 
Cecilia 

I shall. (She goes over to archway and weeps 
alone.) 

James 

(Grasps mother's hands.) This parting is a hard 
ordeal for you and me. For all the kindness ycu have 
shown me from babyhood days till now, for all the sac- 
rifices you have made for me, for all the watchful 
hours you spent at my bedside when ill, for the care 
you have taken in guiding my footsteps aright, my 
thanks are expressed in three words — I love you. 
Mrs. O'Rourke 

(With tear-filled eyes.) My sweet child, I say 
a fond good-bye to you. What words could express 
better my wish as you start for the battle front than 
— "God be with you"? You know how I'll miss you 
and in return for all I may have done for you, I 
simply ask you to be a brave boy. (Wipes her tear- 
filled eyes.) 

James 

Thanks mother for those words of comfort. 
Pray that I may have the strength to fulfill my 
duty conscientiously wherever that may call me. 
(Kisses mother, then grasps father's hands. Mother 
is weeping.) For a little while, I'm going to be sep- 
arated from you, the best dad that ever lived. 

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Mr. O'Rourke 

Jim, my Benjamin. Dad's nature is such that an 
occasion like this finds him with little to say but let me 
tell you it's a proud dad that sees his son following in 
the footsteps of the great Commander-in-Chief, ready, 
like Him, to lay down his life that his fellowmen may 
have life and have it more abundantly. Remember the 
lessons that the proud old flag (points to silk flag on 
wall R. C.) bespeaks. Have your soul filled with love, 
as connoted by the red; with steadfastness, depicted 
in the blue ; with righteousness as portrayed by the 
white ; be a load-star to your fellow soldiers as indi- 
cated by the sparkling stars. Jim, my boy, go forth 
and discharge your duty manfully and as far as lies in 
your power, see that "the star-spangled banner shall 
ever wave o'er the land of the free and the home of 
the brave." Don't forget to say your Rosary and wear 
the Scapulars. Go to Confession and Mass, and re- 
ceive Holy Communion when possible. I will have 
Father O'Hare say some masses for you. God 
watch over you. Good-bye. 
James 

Thanks, dad. Good-bye. 
Harry 

(Standing in doorway, center, where he has 

been waiting for James. William also is there.) 

The storm is over. Hurry up, Jim. We'll miss that 

train. (Auto horn is heard.) There's the car now. 

James 

Good-bye, all. 

All 

Good-bye. (Boys go out C. R.) 

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Cecilia 
(Near doorway.) It'll be mighty lonesome 
with the big boys gone. (Door^ bell^ rings. Father 
sits R. of table R. C.) 

Mrs. O'Rourke 
You still have your father, William, and my- 
self; and, moreover, there's Percival. I 'phoned him 
to come to see James off but he wasn't in when I 
called. (Mother sits on couch L. C.) 
Mr. O'Rourke 
Mother, the last few hours have brought great 
changes in the family. It was just yesterday that 
I wandered back to the old mill where we used to 
dream of the future years. The little creek in which 
we waded many a time is still there, Mary. But 
many are the changes there since you and I were 
young. (Cecilia comes down R. C.) 
Bridget 
(Enters C. R., followed by Mr. Lansdowne) — 
Mrs. O'Rourke, I brought Mr. Lansdowne right in. 
Mrs. O'Rourke 
Very well, Bridget. (Mr. and Mrs. rise. Bridget 
goes out C. L.) 

Percival 
Good evening, all. (Comes down C. ) 

All 
Good evening. 

Percival 

(To Mrs. O'Rourke) I'm sorry I couldn't be 
here sooner. Has James left? (All sit. Mr. R. of 
table, Mrs. L., Cecilia and Percival on couch L. C.) 

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Mrs. O'Rourke 
Yes. Just a few moments before you came. 

Percival 
Isn't that provoking? (Noticing that Mrs. and 
Cecilia have been weeping.) My dear friends, you 
must not weep. James will be of extraordinary 
service to this glorious country. Oh, how I wish 
that I could go over there, but alas (placing hand 
over his heart) this weak heart keeps me here. Our 
English chaps have their backs well nigh to the wall. 
Cecilia 
The last account I read, stated they had their 
backs to the Germans. 

Percival 
That's stating it a little more accurately. 

Mrs. O'Rourke 
Percival, it's hard to see the family thinning 
out. I suppose you'll be soon taking Cecilia from 
us? (Percival rises; goes to C.) 
Percival 
I would like to settle that important question 
this evening. I have found Cecilia the kind of a 
woman that would make an exemplary wife. I ask 
your approval of our marriage, also Mr. O'Rourke's. 
(Mrs. rises.) 

Mrs. O'Rourke 
My dear son in law! (Shakes hands with and 
congratulates him.) 

Mr. O'Rourke 
There're no objections on my part. But do not 
be precipitous in this matter. Remember the con- 
tract is indissoluble. 

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Mrs. O'Rourke 

John, why do you humiliate me so? You'll leave 
Percival under the impression that you have made 
an unhappy choice and have no means of escape. 
Percival 

(After short pause.) I assure you, Mrs. 
O'Rourke, my thoughts were not running- in that 
direction. (He goes to Cecilia, and placing hand- 
kerchief on floor very carefully, kneels on it, and 
makes a formal proposal.) Come, Cecilia, don't 
weep over the loss of your brother. I'll try to fill 
the vacant chair. Oh ! idol of my heart, I have your 
parents' consent to our marriage, may I not have 
yours? 

Cecilia 

(Hesitatively) Mother wishes me to be your 
wife. She always has insisted. For her sake, my 
answer shall be — ye — ye — yes. 
Percival 

By Jove! Isn't that jolly good news! Wipe 
away those tears. (Rises; puts handkerchief in 
sleeve, allowing small part of it to remain visible. 
Cecilia rises.) 

Mrs. O'Rourke 

(Going to both.) This is the happiest moment 
in my life. I congratulate you both. (Mr. O'Rourke 
rises.) 

Percival 

Thanks. (Cecilia is absorbed in thought. She 
has not heard her mother speak. Lansdowne goes 
to Mr. O'Rourke.) Mr. O'Rourke, I know you wish 
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furnish her with a large dowry, say about two hun- 
dred thousand dollars. 

Mrs. O'Rourke 
Now, John, be generous. 

Mr. O'Rourke 
I'll do anything in my power to make you both 
happy. I agree to present you on your wedding 
day with a check for one hundred fifty thousand 
dollars and a home completely furnished. (Shakes 
hands with Mr. O'Rourke.) 

Percival 
Thanks ! Thanks ! What a sensible father. It's 
a pleasure, Mr. O'Rourke, to see such generous souls 
in these days when money seems to be the chief ob- 
ject sought for. That sum will surely make Cecilia 
happy. (Looks at wrist watch.) And now 'tis 
late. I will say adieu until we meet; again. (Goes 
to D. C. Cecilia goes up with him.) Farewell, sweet 
one. 

Cecilia 
Good night. (Percival goes out C. R. Aside.) 
I have accepted a cross too heavy for my weak shoul- 
ders. God help me. (She weeps softly. To mother) 
Good night, mother. 

Mrs. O'Rourke 
You seem to be downhearted. This is the hap- 
piest moment in your life. Cheer up and a fond 
good-night to you. 

Cecilia 

I will try to be happy. (To father in a very 
sad tone of voice.) Dear dad, good night. 

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Mr. O'Rourke 
Good night, my child. (Cecilia weeping bit- 
terly, goes out C. L. Her sobs attract the father's at- 
tention. He looks toward D. C. and realizes for the 
first time that the choice of his child is not of her 
own making. The mother divines her husband's 
thoughts. She keeps her eyes fixed toward center 
door; at the same time she is nervously arranging 
the pillows on couch. The father has gone to cen- 
ter door and anxiously glances toward the child as 
she makes her way down the corridor, then glances 
at mother, then again after child. These positions 
are held until curtain.) 



( Curtain — Slow) 



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ACT III 



ACT III 

Scene 
William's bedroom in tenement 

(Mother keeps room ready for William, in hope 
that he will return home some day.) Neat but very 
poor furnishings; three-quarter bed up R., with chair 
at R. ; small dresser against wall, L., on which there 
are a few books ; pictures on wall, among which Wil- 
liam's has a prominent place ; very small table, extreme 
R., on which there is a lamp ; small rocking-chair, R. 
of table. 

A picture sheet to be lowered for the moving 
pictures. 

Snow effect for exterior backing to be seen 
through window, R. 
D. L. i. 

LIGHTS 

House out; red footlights and borders on. 



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ACT III 

AT RISE: Mrs. O'Rourke is discovered, sit- 
ting in the rocker, with small copy of New Testa- 
ment lying in her lap. She is asleep. Back of 
scenes, "Where Is My Wandering Boy Tonight?" 
is being sung. As soon as singing is finished, 
Bridget enters L. 



Bridget 
(Calling softly and benignly) Mrs. O'Rourke? 
(Mrs. does not answer. Bridget goes over to her and 
finds her asleep.) The poor dear soul has had 
plenty of trouble during the last fifteen years. 
(She passes her hand gently over Mrs. O'Rourke's 
gray locks.) And her once beautiful golden hair 
has been turned to gray through worry. I should 
wake her for it is time for her to retire. Still she 
sleeps so little of late, sure I'll not disturb her but 
let her have what rest she can get. (She turns out 
light and goes out L. As soon as Bridget turns out 
lamp, the footlights and borders are switched off 
simultaneously. Picture drop is lowered for showing 
moving pictures, depicting Mrs. O'Rourke's dream. 
When the film has been shown, Bridget enters and 
lights lamp. Mrs. O'Rourke awakes.) 

Mrs. O'Rourke 

(Affrighted by dream) William! William! 

Bridget 

(Trying to soothe and quiet her.) It's Bridget, 
Mrs. O'Rourke. Dear, do not be alarmed. 

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Mrs. O'Rourke 
What a relief to see you at my side. 

Bridget 
There! there! (tapping her slightly on shoulder) 
I didn't mean to disturb you. It's almost midnight, 
Mrs. O'Rourke. You ought to be abed. You might 
catch cold, sitting here. 

Mrs. O'Rourke 

I can find no rest for my weary soul. I was just 
dreaming of William. (Goes over to William's pic- 
ture on wall. Bridget accompanies Mrs. O'Rourke, 
supporting her by the arm.) "Where is my wandering 
boy tonight, the boy of my tenderest care, the boy that 
was once my joy and light; the child of my love and 
prayer? Once he was pure as morning dew, as he 
knelt at his mother's knee. No face so bright ; no 
heart more true, and none as sweet as he." Is it pos- 
sible that he has so debased himself, as revealed in 
this awful dream? 

Bridget 

Tut ! Tut ! Don't be thinking of anything like 
that. You were only dreaming. Father Daugherty 
told us that it is a very bad sin to believe in dreams. 
(Mrs. O'Rourke returns to rocker, sits; Bridget stands 
back of table.) 

Mrs. O'Rourke 

I can't help thinking of that dream. I'll never 
have peace in this world. I saw William in his baby 
carriage. I was wheeling him along the old familiar 
way. There was a flash of joy in my soul as I saw 
his smiling face. Next I was taking him for the first 
time to school. Why did I ever take him from the 

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good Sisters and saintly pastor? I saw him make his 
first Communion and confirmed. How real it all 
seemed. That'll be fifteen years to-morrow, for it 
was Christmas morning when he received for the 
first time his Lord and God. How happy he was that 
morning! Toys didn't interest him much. He had 
received his God and wished for no greater present. 
Then I beheld him at High School, intensely interested 
in all the games. The last scene I thought would break 
my heart. He takes out a bank book from his em- 
ployer's desk and forges a check. (She begins to 
weep.) Has my charming child been guilty of such 
a heinous crime? 

Bridget 
Never mind about that. (Smiling.) You were 
only dreaming. 

Mrs. O'Rourke 
I must think of it. It seems that God is speaking 
to me. 

Bridget 
My dear, come to your room. You know we 
must be up early tomorrow morning. Mass is at five. 
We can pray fervently for William and all of the 
family during the Holy Sacrifice. 

Mrs. O'Rourke 
What a sad Christmas eve. (Sleighing party 
pas&es by, singing "Jingle Bells".) Bridget, ah! if my 
heart were only as light and gay as theirs. 
Bridget 
As long as we keep God for our friend, we can- 
not be sad. 

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Mrs. O'Rourke 
Poor James ! How I miss him. 

Bridget 
But his achievements on the battlefield before 
meeting death should lighten your sorrow. 
Mrs. O'Rourke 
Poor John ! The death of his Benjamin was 
too hard a blow to his loving heart. He, too, gone. 
Bridget 
Yes, my dear, but those noble souls have gone 
just a little before, but not from us. God grant them 
eternal rest. 

Mrs. O'Rourke 
Harry and William, where are they tonight? 
Cecilia's life made miserable by that worthless hus- 
band. Will God ever forgive me for my mistakes 
and pride? 

Bridget 
The Babe of Bethlehem will always give rest 
to those that gather under His protecting wings. 
"Come to me, all you that labour, and are heavily 
burdened, and I will refresh you" are His comfort- 
ing words. 

Mrs. O'Rourke 
You're right, dear child. What would I do 
without you, Bridget? 

Bridget 
Come. Get some rest, dear, before morning 
Mass. 

Mrs. O'Rourke 
(She opens the copy of the New Testament 
which is lying on her lap.) Bridget, there's the copy 

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of the New Testament, that Father O'Hare gave 
William on his first Communion day. Even his 
book-mark is here; a verse is underlined — "And every 
one that hath left house or brethren, or sisters, or father, 
or mother, or wife, or children, or lands for my name's 
sake, shall receive a hundred fold, and shall possess life 
everlasting." May the merciful God forgive me for 
not allowing him to leave all for his Master's sake. 
(Door bell rings.) Who can that be at this hour? 
'Tis almost twelve o'clock. 

Bridget 
Don't be alarmed. I'll answer the bell. (Bridget 
goes to the door. A knock is heard before she 
reaches it. She opens door.) It's Patrick. (Patrick 
hands her a telegram.) It's a telegram, Mrs. 
O'Rourke. (Patrick goes out. Bridget comes down 
to Mrs. O'Rourke.) 

Mrs. O'Rourke 
I'm sure it's some bitter news. 

Bridget 
I'll bet it's some word frorrj the boys wishing 
you a Merry Christmas. (She hands Mrs. O'Rourke 
the telegram. Mrs. looks for her spectacles but 
cannot find them.) 

Mrs. O'Rourke 
Bridget, you always look at the bright side of 
persons and things. You open the envelope and 
read the telegram. I've left my glasses in the other 
room. (Bridget quickly opens the envelope, reads 
the contents to herself. Copy of the telegram is 
thrown on back wall. 

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Federal Prison. 
Leavenworth, Kan. 
Mrs. John O'Rourke, 
708 Pine St., 

Pittsburgh, Pa. 
Come at once, son William dying. 

James Sheridan, Warden.) 

Bridget 
(She stands amazed at the news; tears begin to 
flow. She tries to read.) There — there — must be 
something wrong with the light. I can't read it. 
Mrs. O'Rourke 
Come, Bridget, let me have the truth. I'm pre- 
pared for some appalling news. 
Bridget 
(Hesitatively) It's news about William, but — 
but— 

Mrs. O'Rourke 
My poor child's dead. 

Bridget 
No, not dead, but — but — 

Mrs. O'Rourke 
Dying? 

Bridget 
So the message reads. 

.Mrs. O'Rourke 
I knew my dream was a harbinger of sadness 
for me. 

Bridget 
Yes, dear, but had you not believed in it, God 
perhaps would not have allowed it to be so. 

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Mrs. O'Rourke 
(Weeping bitterly.) Where is my child? Can 
we reach his bedside before God takes him away? 
(Bridget with her handkerchief wipes away her 
tears, and reads again the telegram to make sure 
that she has read same correctly.) 
Bridget 
The telegram was sent from Leavenworth, 
Kansas. 

Mrs. O'Rourke 
This is the heaviest blow of all. How can I 
stand it? My William so young, dying among 
strangers, with none to console him, perhaps with- 
out a priest to prepare him for his journey into the 
next world. 

Bridget 
Mrs. O'Rourke, wherever William is, he'll have 
plenty of friends. To send for a priest would be 
the foremost thought in his mind. 
Mrs. O'Rourke 
Send word to Cecilia. Have her husband make 
the arrangements for the trip, provided he's sober ; 
otherwise, dear child, you'll have to look after the 
matter. 

Bridget 
I'll attend to everything. Don't trouble your 
mind further but come and get a good rest. 
Mrs. O'Rourke 
And such is the punishment for my sins. God 
has humbled His proud servant. If William had be- 
come a priest, he, no doubt, would have lived long 
after his broken-hearted mother. A young life 

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snatched away. Bridget, what an abominable thing 
it is to interfere with tilie designs of divine Provi- 
dence ! If my boy is dead, may his soul rest in peace. 
When a child at school, I learned that "blessed are they 
that suffer persecution for justice' sake: for theirs is 
the kingdom of heaven." William has suffered for 
justice' sake. I hope he is at peace. 
Bridget 

It's almost midnight. You must come to your 
room and get a good rest before starting on that 
long journey. 

Mrs. O'Rourke 

I'll never have rest until I rest soon, if it be 
God's will, with my boy in heaven. 

Bridget 
But come. (Mrs. O'Rourke rises; both walk 
slowly toward door.) Where there's life, there's al- 
ways hope. Wouldn't it be grand if we could hear 
the angels sing again as they sang the first Christ- 
mas night at the Saviour's birth? (Clock in Cathe- 
dral tower strikes twelve; the chimes play Adeste 
Fideles; trumpeter begins to play introduction to 
"Glory to God," hymn 29, Coronal Hymnal, pub- 
lished by D. & J. Sadlier & Co., New York. After 
introduction, angels begin to sing the hymn. Bridget 
and Mrs. O'Rourke stop a few feet before door. 
Bridget, somewhat bewildered, speaks.) Mrs. 
O'Rourke, I seem to hear enchanting music. What 
can it be? 

Mrs. O'Rourke 
I can hear nothing, child. (Immediately vision of 
Saviour's birth is revealed to Bridget alone, due to 

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her sanctity. The back wall is scrim so that vision 
can be seen through it. The manger ; the infant in 
crib at the head of which are an ox and ass ; on the 
right, the Virgin, on the left, St. Joseph ; the shep- 
herds and some of their flock near the cave's en- 
trance ; the Magi at the foot of crib ; angels in and 
on the cave — go to make up the scene. Particular 
attention must be paid to the light effects. The 
star is to be seen above the cave.) 
Bridget 

(As soon as scene is unfolded before her.) 
Look! Mrs. O'Rourke. Look! (She cannot speak 
further, so enrapt is she with the heavenly vision. 
She kneels.) 

Mrs. O'Rourke 

I can see nothing. (The angels continue sing- 
ing "Glory to God," while the curtain is lowered.) 



(Curtain — Very slow) 



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ACT IV 



ACT IV 

Scene 
prison hospital ward 
Doors, R. i, L. 3; two small windows R. C. and 
L. C. ; bars on windows and doors ; hospital cot, R. C. ; 
chair R. of cot ; small medicine table, L. of cot ; table 
L. C. on which are tap-bell, blotting paper, pen, and 
ink. Death certificate pad in drawer. 

LIGHTS 

House out ; blue footlights and borders on full ; 
white footlights and borders dimmed. 



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Act IV 
AT RISE: William is lying on cot. Warden 
sitting R. of cot. 

Warden 
How's my sick boy this morning? Much im- 
proved, I hope. 

William 
In very poor shape, doctor. Warden, would you 
be kind enough to do me a favor? 
Warden 
I'll do anything in my power to ease your un- 
happy lot. 

William 
Would you be kind enough to read over these 
papers and letters? I'm too weak to do so. (Hands 
him a small package of them.) See if there might 
be anything among them that would interest 
mother. If so, give them to her when she arrives, 
for I'm afraid I'll be in the far brighter home when 
she reaches here. The rest you may destroy. 
Warden 
I'll do that at once. (He glances over two or 
three letters, each one of which he tears up. He 
comes to a fourth, reads it to himself; re-reads it 
with an expression of the utmost surprise ; rises, 
showing still more astonishment, reads it again. 
Aside.) This letter will interest both his mother 
and myself. (Nurse enters R i.) 
Nurse 
[The nurse is a young man, who while at col- 
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of weak-willed, spineless, idle, impotent Philistines 
whose only ambition was to glean just enough 
knowledge to pass their examinations. It was not 
long after he began the practice of medicine that he 
realized his lack of knowledge and competency. A 
failure among his fellow physicians, who had dis- 
covered from the very beginning of their course the 
meaning of work, its fruitfulness and its joys, the 
young doctor was obliged to resort to charlatan de- 
vices in order to eke out a living. He soon found 
himself in the firm clutches of the law. In his pres- 
ent solitude, he has plenty of time to meditate upon 
the utter futility of running counter to the human 
and divine laws. His position as nurse is self-ex- 
planatory.] 

Warden, you are wanted in the office. (War- 
den rises; nurse takes his place at R. of cot.) 

Warden 

(To William) I'll look over these letters in the 
office, William, and follow out your instructions. 
(William thanks him. Harry enters R I in convict's 
suit. He is carrying a mop and a pail, which he 
accidentally drops while attempting to place a chair 
in proper place, thereby making a considerable 
amount of noise. Warden to Harry.) Say, what 
you think this is? A rolling mill? A young boy is 
very sick here. Do you wish to kill him outright? 
Harry 

Pardon me, sir. This is my first day here and — 
Warden 

If I remember correctly the length of your sen- 
tence, it's not the last by any means. 

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Harry 
You see, sir, this work is new to me. I never 
was obliged — 

Warden 
Enough of that. Get busy. You fellows make 
me weary with your yarns. If you had things so well 
at home, etc., why did you prefer to come to this 
free boarding house? (Harry cleans about.) 

Harry 

(Aside.) Drink, gambling, a desire to be rich — 
the bane of my happiness and the source of my sor- 
row. (Harry goes out door, L. 3, after he has 
cleaned up place. William begins a bad coughing 
spell.) 

Nurse 

(To Warden.) You had better send for Father 
O'Hare. He asked to be called in case the boy grew 
worse. 

Warden 

I'll do that at once. (Warden goes out L. 3. 
William tries to rise but nurse gently constrains 
him.) 

Nurse 

Be quiet, William. (Immediately song, 
"Dreaming of Home and Mother", is sung behind 
scenes. During the singing a tableau is presented, 
in which the interior of the reception room of 
O'Rourke mansion is seen. The mother is seated 
at the piano, playing. James, as a small boy, is play- 
ing with toy soldiers ; Harry has one of his father's 
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ested in a doll dressed in nun's garb; Mr. O'Rourke 
is teaching William how to say the Rosary. Tableau 
is shown just long enough to permit audience to grasp 
significance of scene. After song is sung, William 
returns to consciousness.) 

William 
Oh! Is that you, doctor? I feel so dizzy. Doc- 
tor, I was just dreaming of home and mother. How 
sweet to dream of the days when the world with all 
its wickedness was not so real. I saw James, my oldest 
brother playing with toy soldiers. Poor boy was killed 
in the battle of the Marne. Harry was scribbling in 
one of dad's discarded ledgers. He always wished to 
be a business man like his dad. Cecilia, my only sister, 
was playing with her doll, dressed in the garb of a 
nun. She always wanted to be a Sister. Dad was 
teaching me how to say the Rosary. It's many a year 
since last I saw their sweet faces, faces which I shall 
never look upon again. Doctor, do you know whether 
Father O'Hare is in the building? 

Nurse 

Yes, William. He's visiting some of the other 
patients. A noble type of gentleman, he. Thought 
you were lonesome, so I sent for him. 

William 

Thanks. (His mind begins to wander.) Are 
you there, doctor? 

Nurse 

The poor lad's mind is wandering. (Father 
O'Hare enters R. i, goes to William's bedside, L.) 

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Father O'Hare 
Has the boy showed any sign of improvement, 
doctor? 

Nurse 
I fear the end is very near. There's nothing from 
a natural standpoint that can save him. 

Father O'Hare 
We shall leave all in the hands of God. 

Nurse 
He's the only one that can help him now. You'll 
remain with the boy awhile? 

Father O'Hare 
Yes, doctor. 

Nurse 
Very well, then I shall visit the patients in next 
ward. I'll be back soon. (Nurse rises ; goes out R. 
i ; Father O'Hare takes nurse's place at R. of cot. 
William regains consciousness.) 
William 
(Recognizes Father O'Hare.) I'm glad you're 
here, Father, for I'll soon be at my journey's end. 
Father O'Hare 
Your siege has been a long one, but the crown 
will be all the brighter. 

William 
I'm sorry that you had to come so long a dis- 
tance and at a season of the year when you're so busy. 
But, Father, you'll never know how I appreciate your 
coming here to help me straighten out my account 
before appearing before my just Judge. 

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Father O'Hare 
William, when an immortal soul in distress cries 
for help, distance, time, difficulties — all these melt 
away as wax before the fire. 

William 
How merciful God is. You don't know how 
happy I am after receiving the last Sacraments this 
morning, especially Holy Viaticum. May God 
guard my soul into eternity. My poor mother, 
father, brothers, and sister, what must they think 
of my conduct? 

Father O'Hare 
Don't worry over bygones. You must conserve 
your strength. 

William 
Father, do you remember the day I received 
these two precious articles? (Hands Father prayer 
book and Rosary beads.) 

Father O'Hare 
I do not, William. 

William 
You remember, I'm sure, my fourteenth birth- 
day, when the school children gave me the pleasant 
surprise? You were there for part of the program. 
Father O'Hare 
I recall the day very well. 
William 
How happy I'd be if their wishes and mine had 
been carried out. I would now be a priest like 
yourself. Father, please give the prayer book to 
dad, and the Rosary to mother. 

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Father O'Hare 

(Aside.) Poor boy. His dad has gone before 
him. (To William) I'll attend to that. You must 
now have a good rest. 

William 

In a short time, I hope I shall be at rest. When 
I see my God face to face, as I hope I shall, I'll not 
forget you, who have always been so kind to me. 
Father, would you kindly remember me occasionally 
in your masses? My term in purgatory will be very 
long for my sins have been many. 
Father O'Hare 

I have never forgotten you in life, dear child, 
and I will still remember you in death. 
William 

Thanks, Father. (Prison physician enters, ac- 
companied by warden. Harry follows them. All 
enter door, L. 3.) Ask mother and father to forgive 
me. (Doctor and warden come to L. of bed; Harry 
busies himself about ward.) 

Father O'Hare 
Here's Doctor Grofr. He'll help you. (Greet- 
ings between warden, doctor and Father O'Hare.) 

Prison Physician 
Father, how is my patient this morning? 

Father O'Hare 
Not so well. 

Prison Physician 
(Examines patient.) Father, the boy's dying. 
His earthly pilgrimage is at its close. 

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Father O'Hare 
(Kneels; doctor and warden also kneel, L. of 
cot, doctor keeps fingers on pulse of patient; Harry- 
kneels where he happens to be at the time.) "De- 
part, O Christian soul, out of this sinful world, 
in the name of God, the Father Almighty, who 
created thee ; in the name of Jesus Christ, who 
suffered and died for thee ; in the name of the Holy 
Ghost, who sanctified thee; in the name of the glor- 
ious and blessed Virgin Mary, Mother of God ; in 
the name of the Angels, Archangels, Thrones, Dom- 
inations, Cherubim and Seraphim ; in the name of 
the Patriarchs and Prophets, of the Holy Apostles 
and Evangelists, of the Holy Martyrs and Confes- 
sors, of the Holy Monks and Hermits, of the Holy 
Virgins and of all the saints of God ; let peace come 
to thee this day, and let thy abode be in holy Sion ; 
through Christ, our Lord. Amen." (During this 
part, Perosi's "Passing of the Soul" is rendered.) 

Prison Physician 
The boy's dead, Father. (Slide is thrown on 
exterior wall, representing the transport of a soul to 
heaven. All rise.) 

Father O'Hare 
May his soul and all the souls of the faithful, 
through the mercy of God, rest in peace. Amen. 

Prison Physician 

(Goes to table; sits down ; opens drawer, takes 
out death certificate pad. To warden.) What's the 
boy's full name, warden? (Warden goes over to 
table L. C.) 

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Warden 
I'll have to consult the record in the office. 
(To Father O'Hare.) Perhaps, Father, you can 
give the doctor the information he desires. (Father 
goes over to table, L. C.) 

Prison Physician 
Father, do you know the boy's full name and 
address? 

Father O'Hare 
Yes, doctor. William Raymond O'Rourke. 
(Harry who has started cleaning about has his 
curiosity awakened by the mention of his brother's 
name.) His address is 708 Pine St., Pittsburgh, 
Pa. (Harry starts slowly to bedside to get glance 
at lad to ascertain if it is his brother.) 
Harry 
(Seeing face of brother.) My God ! It's my 
brother. (Kneels down; begins to weep.) God 
help us. My sweet brother, have you been here, 
too? Had I only known it. (Father goes over to 
Harry.) 

Father O'Hare 
(Having recognized Harry.) Don't you know 
your old pastor any more, Harry? 
Harry 
(Rising.) Father O'Hare! Isn't this terrible? 
Poor William dead in this place and I in stripes. 
Father O'Hare 
Your mother and sister will be here soon. We 
must not allow them to see you in this garb. (To 
warden.) Mr. Sheridan, may you grant this boy 

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permission to put on civilian's clothes. This is the 
dead boy's brother. It will be a terrible shock for 
the mother to find one son, dead, and the other, in 
stripes. 

Warden 
Against the rules, Father. (Hesitates.) But 
a case of this kind knows no law. (To Harry) 
Come, boy, there's no time to lose. (Guard enters, 
L. 3. Father O'Hare goes to table L. C.) 
Guard 
Several persons wish to see William O'Rourke. 

Warden 
(To guard.) Permission granted. (Warden and 
Harry go out R. ; guard, L. 3.) 

Prison Physician 
(While warden has been speaking to the guard, 
Father O'Hare and doctor have quietly finished re- 
port. Doctor blots certificate, then rises.) The boy 
was very patient during his long illness. (Doctor and 
Father O'Hare come C.) 

Father O'Hare 
That child was a noble soul. His life has been 
spoiled by an imprudent mother. 

Prison Physician 
It's a sad, very sad case. Father, I may not 
see you again before your departure. I'm delighted 
to have met you. (Shakes hands with Father 
O'Hare.) 

Father O'Hare 
I thank you and I assure you that mine also has 
been a great pleasure in making your acquaintance. 

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If you are ever in the Smoky City, please call to see 
me. (Exchange cards.) 

Prison Physician 

Thanks, I certainly shall. (Doctor goes out R. i. 
Mrs. O'Rourke, Bridget, Mr. and Mrs. Lansdowne, 
preceded by guard enter, L. 3.) 

Mrs. O'Rourke 

(Greatly surprised.) Father O'Hare ? God bless 
you. Where is my sick boy? Is he in this desolate 
place ? 

Father O'Hare 

Yes, Mrs. O'Rourke (leading her to bedside; 
others follow.) but your child passed away just a few 
moments ago. (When Mrs. O'Rourke reaches bed, 
she draws down sheet from boy's face, looks upon her 
dead child ; weeping, she kneels down at bedside. 
Others also kneel. Warden, Harry, and two guards 
enter R. 1. Harry goes to position back of mother; 
warden near foot of bed; guards near Lansdowne.) 

Mrs. O'Rourke 
William ! William ! Is this the last remnant 
of my once beautiful child ? Here you lie, the victim 
of your mother's mistakes. (All rise. To Father 
O'Hare) My heart is breaking. John dead; James 
asleep somewhere in France. Harry, where is he to- 
night? 

Harry 
At your side, mother. 

Mrs. O'Rourke 
Where have you been these long years? Why 
did you forsake your mother? 

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Harry 
I didn't forget you. I'll explain all later. (The 
other members of family greet Harry in a manner 
in keeping with the seriousness of the occasion. To 
mother) Mother, this is Mr. Sheridan, the warden, 
who has been so kind to William during his long ill- 
ness. (Mrs. O'Rourke bows to warden.) 
Warden 
My deepest sympathy. 

Mrs. 0,Rourke 
Thanks. (She again takes a glance at her dead 
boy.) William, my once gentle boy. (She again 
begins to weep.) 

Father O'Hare 
Mrs. O'Rourke, you must not weep. God has 
taken your boy. Let us bow before the divine Will. 
William, just before dying requested me to give 
you this prayer book (hands her the prayer book) ; 
the Rosary (gives her the Rosary) he asked me to 
give to your husband, not knowing that his father 
had gone before him. The last words he uttered 
were — "Ask father and mother to forgive me." 
Mrs. O'Rourke 
Asked my forgiveness? It is I who should 
have asked his. "Pride ruled my heart." That's 
the cause of my boy's premature death. (She opens 
prayer book and reads from front page.) 

To William Raymond O'Rourke 
From his classmates 
On his fourteenth birthday. 
With best wishes for your 
Future success in the priesthood. 



THY WILL BE DONE 

Yes, instead of this future success, there is 
nothing but dismal failure — all brought about by 
his proud mother. Oh ! Father, it's so hard to think 
that William died in this horrible place. My poor 
boy ! Who would have ever thought that he would 
become so debased as to commit such a crime? 
Warden 
(All spoken in state of great tension.) 

Thanks be to God, Mrs. O'Rourke, your boy is 
innocent. (Lansdowne shows signs of anxiety.) 
He has suffered unjustly during those long years. 
Just this morning he asked me to run through his 
letters and keep what I thought might interest you. 
This I did. Here they are save one. (Hands pack- 
age to Mrs. O'Rourke.) This one will interest both 
you and me. Listen ! 

Dear William : — 

You cannot realize what a source of relief 
your letter was to me. (Lansdowne shows signs 
of great nervousness.) I was very happy to learn 
that you have decided to continue to bear your un- 
just imprisonment as an act of penance for your 
past sins. Were you to reveal the truth and have 
me, the perpetrator of the cime, apprehended and 
put in prison, the shock would kill both your sister 
and mother. That trip and spree were surely a 
calamity for me. With love and thanks for gener- 
osity in my behalf. 

Your very sincere brother in law, 

Percival Lansdowne. 

(As soon as Percival's name is mentioned, Cecilia 
faints, falling into Bridget's arms.) Mrs. O'Rourke, 

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there stands the cowardly culprit, the author of the 
crime for which your boy has suffered so bravely 
and died. (Warden to guards) Guards, arrest the 
criminal. (Guards place handcuffs about his wrists 
and begin to lead him off stage slowly R. Mrs. 
O'Rourke kneels down.) 

Lansdowne 

All is* vanity and vexation of spirit save the fear 
and love of God. (To Harry) Be good to Cecilia. 
God forgive me, the wretch that has broken her heart. 
Mrs. O'Rourke 

Oh ! my God Thou hast given me another cross 
to bear. I accept it willingly for my many sins. 
Grant my boy eternal rest ; me, his repentant mother, 
forgiveness. From henceforth not MY will but 
THINE be done. (Stream of purple light is flashed 
down from above upon Mrs. O'Rourke. As curtain is 
lowered slowly, "Lead, Kindly Light," is sung 
softly.) 



AD MAJOREM DEI GLORIAM 



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